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you offer me your whip to kiss. to wet it with such eagerness that cannot be disguised for I am just your wanton **** who makes her needs so plain in wanting what you give me now to be the cause of pain Why can I not do without the torment that is you or torture you inflict on me in ways I want you to can there be no end to this I think that may be so my flowing juices tell me of the need I have of you You are my cruel master now you own all that I am there can be nothing more than this to feed the **** I am I beg and crave your tortures all debase myself  to have yet more of what you force on me to drive me to oblivion a suffering that takes me in myself deeper yet and deeper in till nothing else seems real only the thought of all your love that keeps me here to feel .....Francesca Anderssen 2016
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 6:20 AM UTC
The Whip
you offer me your whip to kiss. to wet it with such eagerness that cannot be disguised for I am just your wanton **** who makes her needs so plain in wanting what you give me now to be the cause of pain Why can I not do without the torment that is you or torture you inflict on me in ways I want you to can there be no end to this I think that may be so my flowing juices tell me of the need I have of you You are my cruel master now you own all that I am there can be nothing more than this to feed the **** I am I beg and crave your tortures all debase myself  to have yet more of what you force on me to drive me to oblivion a suffering that takes me in myself deeper yet and deeper in till nothing else seems real only the thought of all your love that keeps me here to feel .....Francesca Anderssen 2016
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